按键盘上方向键 ← 或 → 可快速上下翻页，按键盘上的 Enter 键可回到本书目录页，按键盘上方向键 ↑ 可回到本页顶部！
————未阅读完？加入书签已便下次继续阅读！
The following morning he made a litter for his sea chest and filled it with food and water from the ship's galley； bedding； two pistols； a pound of gunpowder； a supply of shot； flint； and steel； a sack of tobacco； a knife； and a Spanish Bible。 Then with nothing else but the clothes on his back； Cuttill set off with his litter for the mists hovering over the peaks of the Andes； taking one final look at the forlorn Conception and wondering if perhaps the gods of the Incas were somehow responsible for the catastrophe。
Now they had their sacred relics back； he thought； and they were damned wele to them。 The antique jade box with its strange lid came to mind； and he did not envy the next men who came to steal it。
Drake returned triumphantly to England； arriving at Plymouth on September 26； 1580； with the Golden Hind's holds bulging with spoils。 But he found no sign of Thomas Cuttill and the Nuestra Senora de la Concepcion。 His backers received a 4700 percent profit on their investment and the queen's share became the foundation for future British expansion。 During a lavish party on board the Hind at Greenwich； Queen Elizabeth conferred knighthood on Drake。
The second ship to circumnavigate the world was made a tourist attraction。 For three generations she remained on view until finally she either rotted away or burned to the waterline。 History doesn't know for certain how it happened； but the Golden Hind vanished into the water of the Thames。
Sir Francis Drake continued his exploits for another sixteen years。 On a later voyage； he seized the city ports of Santo Domingo and Cartagena and became Her Majesty's Admiral…of…the…Seas。 He also served as mayor of Plymouth and a member of Parliament。 And then there was his bold attack on the great Spanish Armada in 1588。 His end came during an expedition to plunder ports and shipping on the Spanish Main in 1596。 After succumbing to dysentery he was sealed in a lead coffin and dropped in the sea near Portobelo； Panama。
Before his death； hardly a day passed when Drake didn't puzzle over the disappearance of the Conception and the enigma of the mysterious jade box and its knotted cords。
BONES AND THRONES
October 10； 1998
Andes Mountains of Peru
The skeleton reclined in the sediment of the deep pool as if resting on a soft mattress； the cold unwinking eye sockets of the skull staring upward through the liquid gloom toward the surface 36 meters （120 feet） away。 There was a horrible vindictive grin set in the teeth as a small water snake thrust its evil head from under the rib cage； and then slithered away； leaving a tiny cloud of silt to smudge its trail。 One arm was held in an upright position by an elbow imbedded in the muck； the bony fingers of the hand as if beckoning the unwary。
From the bottom of the pool to the sun above； the water gradually lightened from a dismal gray…brown to a pea…soup green from the pond scum that flourished under the tropical heat。 The circular rim stretched 30 meters （98 feet） across and the sheer walls dropped 15 meters （49 feet） to the water。 Once in； there was no way a human or animal could escape without help from above。
There was an ugliness about the deep limestone sinkhole； or cenote as it was technically called； a repugnant menace that animals sensed； refusing to approach within fifty meters of its perimeter。 A grim sense of death hung about the place； and rightly so。 The place was more than a sacred well where men； women； and children had been thrown alive into the dark waters as sacrifices during times of drought and harsh storms。 Ancient legends and myths called it a house of evil gods where strange and unspeakable events occurred。 There were also tales of rare artifacts； handcrafted and sculpted； along with jade； gold； and precious gemstones； that were said to have been cast into the forbidding pool to appease the evil gods who were inflicting bad weather。 In 1964 two divers entered the depths of the sinkhole and never returned。 No attempt had been made to recover their bodies。
The sinkhole's early history began in the Cambrian era when the region was part of an ancient sea。 Through the following geological eras； thousands of generations of shellfish and coral lived and died； their skeletal carcasses forming an enormous mass of lime and sand that pressed into a limestone and dolomite layer two kilometers thick。 Then； beginning sixty…five million years ago； an intense earth uplifting occurred that raised the Andes Mountains to their present height。 As the rain ran down from the mountains it formed a great underground water table that slowly began dissolving the limestone。 Where it collected and pooled； the water ate upward until the land surface collapsed and created the sinkhole。
In the damp air above the jungle surrounding the cavity； an Andean condor banked in great lazy circles； one emotionless eye fastened on a group of people working around the edge of the cenote。 Its long； broad wings； measuring 3 meters （10 feet）； arched stiff to catch the air currents。 The huge black bird； with its white ruff and bald pinkish head； soared effortlessly as it studied the movement below。 Finally； satisfied that no meal was in the offing； the vulture ascended to a greater height for distant observation and drifted eastward in search of carrion。
A great deal of unresolved controversy had surrounded the sacred pool； and now archaeologists had finally gathered to dive and retrieve artifacts from its enigmatic depths。 The ancient site was located on a western slope beneath a high ridge of the Peruvian Andes near a great ruined city。 The nearby stone structures had been part of a vast confederation of city…states； known as the Chachapoyas； that was conquered by the renowned Inca empire around A。D。1480。
The Chachapoyan confederation enpassed almost 400 square kilometers （150 square miles）。 Its metropolitan spread of farms； temples； and fortresses now lay in mostly unexplored heavily forested mountains。 The ruins of this great civilization indicated an incredibly mysterious blend of cultures and origins that were mostly unknown。 The Chachapoyan rulers or council of elders； their architects； priests； soldiers； and ordinary working people in the cities and on the farms left virtually no record of their lives。 And archaeologists had yet to fathom their government bureaucracy； justice system； and religious practices。
As she stared down at the stagnant water through big； wide； hazel eyes under raised dark brows； Dr。 Shannon Kelsey was too excited to feel the cold touch of fear。 A very attractive woman when dressed and made up； she possessed a rather cool and aloof self…sufficiency that most men found irritating； particularly so since she could gaze into their eyes with a teasing boldness。 Her hair was straight and soft blond and tied in a ponytail by a red bandanna； and the abundance of skin that showed on her face； arms； and legs was richly tanned。 The inside of her one…piece black Lycra swim suit was nicely filled by an hourglass figure with an extra twenty minutes thrown in for good measure； and when she moved it was with the fluid grace of a Balinese dancer。
In her late thirties； Dr。 Kelsey had enjoyed a ten…year fascination with the Chachapoyan cultures。 She had explored and surveyed important archaeological sites on five previous expeditions； clearing the invading plant growth from a number of the major buildings and temples of the region's ancient cities。 As a respected archaeologist of Andes culture； following in the footsteps of a glorious past was her； great passion。 To work where an enigmatic and obscure people had flourished and died was a dream made possible by a grant from the Archaeology Department of Arizona State University。
〃Useless to carry a video camera unless the visibility opens up below the first two meters；〃 said Miles Rodgers； the photographer who was filming the project。
〃Then shoot stills；〃 Shannon said firmly。 〃I want every dive recorded whether we can see past our noses or not。〃
A year shy of forty and sporting luxuriant black hair and a beard； Rodgers was an old pro at underwater photography。 He was in demand by all the major science and travel publications to shoot below…the…sea photos of fish and coral reefs。 His extraordinary pictures of World War II shipwrecks in the South Pacific and ancient submerged seaports throughout the Mediterranean had won him numerous awards and the respect of his peers。
A tall； slender man in his sixties； with a silver gray beard that covered half his face； held up Shannon's air tank so she could slip her arms through the straps of the backpack。 〃I wish you'd put a hold on this until we've finished constructing the dive raft。〃
〃That's two days away。 By doing a preliminary survey now we can get a head start。〃
〃Then at least wait for the rest of the dive team to arrive from the university。 If you and Miles get into trouble； we have no backup。〃
〃Not to worry；〃 Shannon said gamely。 〃Miles and I will only do a bounce dive to test depth and water conditions。 We won't run our dive time past thirty minutes。〃
〃And no deeper than fifteen meters；〃 the older man cautioned her。
Shannon smiled at her colleague； Dr